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 Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 10:02 am
‘I think he mentioned something like that …’ Smokey said, mentally going over her conversation with Dio again. Only, she didn’t exactly remember it in all detail. ‘And I’m not a leech.’ Just why did the snake man keep being so rude?! Smokey was in a good mind to kick his tail. Or step on it. Given the fact though, that even in her fully corporeal form she kept being almost entirely weightless, kicking was probably the better and certainly more painful option. So, out of spite, she did just that.
Not that it could have possibly hurt much either, given her feet were bare, and the tail armed with rather hard scales.
‘Your bond is such a meany,’ she quietly mind-whispered to Sully, sending her thoughts in a way that only the wisp would be able to perceive them. ‘Do wish I really could keep you …’
‘She’s not bothering me,’ she then said ‘aloud’. ‘She's more like a little sister, really. I haven’t met any of my kind for years. I really would like to get to know more of them. Especially more grown ones, like Dio.’
She kept her shadows wrapped protectively around the little wisp. ‘It’s a pretty stone, isn’t it? It’s a smokey quartz, Mr. Tiger told me.’
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 1:49 pm
Vance hissed, it wasn't so much that it was painful. It was the principle of the thing. His blindfolded face moved down closer to Smokey's level and he growled "I'd be careful about that kind of thing if I were you. I'm not a naga, and I don't know how they'd react, but there's a reason I wear a blindfold." He left it at that. He was pretty sure that he wouldn't be able to turn a fiend into stone, but he wasn't above finding out if they pissed him off.
Sully sent a happy feeling toward Smokey. If she had her way, she'd get to stay out and do fun things all the time. Her little shadowed "arms" wrapped around the larger fiends fingers. It seemed when she was happy about something, the flames that leapt from her surface seemed to do so with more vigor.
The medusa gestured at Smokey, "If you want to follow me, you can. I have errands I have to get done before the stores close. I can't imagine that you haven't run across your kind. Somehow they seem to be everywhere, more of them all the time. Tragedy if you ask me. Parasites the lot of them." He uncoiled his body and slithered toward the door to the bakery. "Though they seem to hang out around that shop that Merci works at. I try to stay away if I can." He didn't like many of them. Most of them seemed to have crazy powers, and he wasn't at all excited to find out what he'd be saddled with.
Her little shadows squeezed tighter. It seemed Sully didn't want Smokey to let her go. The little wisp was clinging to the older fiend's digits with all her might.
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 11:35 pm
‘Oh, a naga would probably get pretty angry, but I’m way faster than they are,’ Smokey said with a smug face, red eyes glinting with mischief. ‘And, really, is there?’ She stared at Vance’s blindfold with morbid fascination, seemingly not in the least impressed by the supposed threat. ‘How can you see with that thing on anyway?’ For, obviously, the snake man could see despite his eyes being covered or he’d be bumping into stuff all the time. She somehow hoped that would happen. It would serve him right for being so rude and mean.
‘I don’t think she wants me to leave yet?’ Smokey looked down at the little wisp desperately clinging to her fingers even though her guardian was moving further and further away. The stress and discomfort caused by the increasing distance felt almost tangible – much like when she’d tried to leave Mythos. But this little one didn’t have the strength to leave her guardian, somehow Smokey was certain of it.
Smokey hurried to catch up with the snake man, red eyes slightly narrowed as her glare burrowed into Vance’s back. Just what had he done to the little one that she was so desperately trying to stick with her despite the strain it caused on their bond? And surely he had to feel that massive discomfort too? She remembered well enough the connection between souls went both ways, or else she’d still be with Mythos. ‘I’ve got to run errands too,’ she admitted reluctantly. She didn’t want to leave Sully with her horrible guardian.
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